Do you ever have a moment when you stop and think, wow, am I in a slump? And though the word is mostly associated with reading slumps (at least in my network of bookish friends), I’m speaking about it now in a broader context.
A few weeks ago, as I climbed into bed on a Sunday night, I realized that I wasn’t in the mood to read. This had happened a few times over the past weeks, but it didn’t hit me until just then that not only had I not finished an actual novel in over a month, but I had no real desire to. I was surrounded in books I knew were going to be amazing, and was in the middle of a few books I felt rather indifferent about, but I didn’t have any desire to pick them up. Seeing as reading is my form of relaxing, I was pretty worried.
Then yesterday, I met my friends for dinner. Before our reservation, we wandered around a mall. While two of my girlfriends browsed clothes, my other friend and I pondered over jewelry. She picked out a pair of gorgeous costume earrings and I fell in love. I said I thought they would go perfectly with a rather out-of-character dress I bought in hopes to surprise my fiancé on our upcoming vacation. I joked that it would be nice for him to see me in something other than my work clothes, or my pjs. She laughed, but with what I translated as a bit of sympathy. I should add that not only does my friend have excellent taste, but whenever I see her (which is sadly not as often as I’d like) she is always immaculate. Beautiful nails, perfect hair, fabulous outfits. I bought the earrings with a new question in my head. Am I in more than just a reading slump? Am I in a slump-slump?
This morning, as I got out of bed and dragged my lazy butt into the kitchen to make breakfast, I realized we were out of both my bread, and my fiancé’s bacon. I immediately suggested going out for food instead. A few hours later, I suggested ordering in for dinner. When did I get so lazy? This could also be the reason my jeans are getting tighter all the time. And it must be stopped.
So, I am hereby performing an intervention on myself – “How I Met Your Mother” Style. I was lucky enough to be gifted a Fitbit Flex last week and I am putting it to the best use with this plan. Tomorrow (we’re starting with day goals as they are more achievable!) I am going to make all my own food. And healthy food at that. I will go for a jog in my neighbourhood (even if the running only lasts a few minutes … you’ve gotta start somewhere!) I will make some plans for the week, and I will paint my nails and give myself a facial to give me that “mmph”. I will be good to myself tomorrow. No slumping over here. And I will purge. I will put all those books that I’m feeling “eh” about in a bag and I will donate them. No need to keep them hanging around here when someone else may actually enjoy them.
I hereby declare myself in a slump, no more! Obviously these kinds of declarations come with grand goals that are often unattainable, so that’s why I am sticking to a one day goal. And perhaps that day will roll into another day, and another day. One can only hope!